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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the blog series where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally invite author buddies to do the same. And today is such a day!

I’m absolutely delighted to introduce you to fellow Hunter Valley writer Ann B Harrison. I’m sure many of you are already family with Ann and her books. She writes fabulous Australian rural romances and Montana, USA-set cowboy romances and loves writing about about the ups and downs of small communities. If strong, sassy heroines, hot sexy heroes and plenty of passion are your thing – and of course they are – then Ann has books for you. Lots of books!

This is Ann’s first visit to Teaser Tuesday and I’m sure it won’t be the last. So buckle up for a delicious taste of Christmas Glitter, currently free on Amazon and other major ebook platforms. Yes FREE! Download today and you’ll not only stoke that Christmas spirit (oh shush, it’s never too early for some Christmas spirit, especially when it has cowboys) but score a great story for nicks, which means lots of lovely spare change to spend on fruit mince tarts.

Please give Ann a big welcome!

 

Ann B Harrison authorAfter a rough year involving a serious car accident, painful recovery and broken engagement, Dakota Moore moves to Cherry Lake to rebuild her life. To embrace her new community, she volunteers to coordinate the annual Christmas tree gala.

Adam Clements has come home to help his mother run the family business while his father recovers from a heart attack. For the last decade, he’s been a high-flying soccer player, enjoying the life that comes with his popularity. But something is missing and he can’t put his finger on it… until he returns to Cherry Lake and remembers the feeling of home.

Adam tries to keep his distance because he knows he’ll be leaving, but he can’t deny his attraction to Dakota. With the countdown to Christmas on, can Dakota convince Adam that his home is right there in Cherry Lake, with her?

 

Dakota stood in the middle of the great room and turned full circle. The heels of her boots clicked on the dusty wooden floor boards, echoing in the otherwise silent space. The emotions rolling over her face warmed Adam. Wonder mixed with a growing sense of excitement shimmered from her very expressive blue eyes. Ms. Moore would not be the person to hide something from you. She would never be able to pull the shutters down on her thoughts. He sneezed as years of decay and neglect teased his nose.

“Oh bless you. I can’t believe this place, it’s so beautiful. Or at least it will be once it gets a makeover.” She lifted her head and her gaze locked onto the chandeliers. One hung precariously lop sided, one of the support chains broken. The dusty cobweb covered crystals failed to give off the stunning rainbows even with the sun drifting in through the tall windows. Strands of spider web hung like strings of pearls from crystal to crystal, coating the chandeliers with a fine net of dust.

Christmas Glitter by Ann B Harrison“That’s the hope, anyway. My father remembers coming to dances here when he was at school. I don’t know why everyone stopped using it and let it fall into disrepair but there’s still plenty of life in the old building. Dances became passé or something, from what my mother said. The drive in movie theatre seemed to be more popular and sadly this is the result. Be a shame to see if go completely to ruin.”

She tossed her wayward curls over her shoulder and grinned at him, the faint waft of strawberry shampoo fighting with the smell of dust. “I can imagine all sorts of activities being held here. It has such a nice welcoming vibe to it.”

Adam roared with laughter. “A welcoming vibe. I guess that kind of sums it up.” She was such a breath of fresh air. Why hadn’t he met anyone like her in the city before? He might have settled down by now if he had.

Dakota grabbed his hand and pulled him into a faint beam of sunlight forcing its way through a dirty windowpane. “Close your eyes and let your imagination take over.”

He did as she asked, happy to be spending time doing something so calming after the stress of the last few weeks. It felt right to be with her, letting his imagination drift away from the stress of the last couple of weeks. Funny how much he’d looked forward to spending time with alone with her.

Her voice filled his head. “Listen to the hushed chatter of the dancers as they wait for the orchestra to take their positions on stage. The red velvet curtains flutter and the patter of footsteps build the anticipation of a fabulous night. Your mother and father stand with their friends, excited to be allowed to attend this year’s Christmas Ball.” Her breath wafted over his neck as she spun the story.

“Even the watchful eye of their parents from the side cannot take away the new found thrill they’ve found being together. The curtain opens, a tap of baton against wood signals the start of the music. Your father grips your mother’s hand, slides another behind her back, gives her a gentle smile and is poised ready to take her away in the opening waltz.”

Dakota moved to the front of him and leant into his body, the touch of her sending his pulse racing. “The music starts, soft melodic strains reach into his soul and they begin to move together, all too soon oblivious of those around them. They become their own island, their own world where no one can interrupt or steal away the joy they feel being here together.”

She’d slipped her hand into his, began to move and together they danced to the music in their heads. His hands felt right as they held her close. It was as though she belonged there. Adam opened his eyes and looked into the smiling face turned up to him. “How do you do it, Dakota? You had me there with them. Kind of creepy to be in my parent’s heads but also very cool. Your imagination is awesome.” He continued to lead her around the dusty floor, loath to let her go. It would seem that coming home had become more important than he’d first thought. Now he had more to think about than playing another season. His parents had started their future in this town. Could he find something to keep him here too besides the house he owned? It was beginning to seem like anything was possible.

“Joys of being a crafty person, I guess. I can imagine almost anything if I put my mind to it. Probably the reason why my jewelry sells so well. My customers can feel what I can when I’m designing it.”

Your jewelry?”

“That’s right. Glimmerz is my business.” She gave him a saucy wink. “But you knew that, right?”

 

You want this, oh yes you do! Download your free copy of Christmas Glitter today from these ebook stores. This offer won’t last so don’t file it away for later. Do it now!

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If you’d like to learn more about Ann and her books, please visit her website. You can also connect via Facebook, Instagram and Twitter using @AnnBHarrison. And don’t forget to follow her on Bookbub to get notifications of more deals and news.

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress and occasionally nag author buddies into doing the same.

Have you heard of Bookbub? I’m sure you have, super-savvy booklovers that you are. It’s a free service that pops hand-picked ebook deals and updates from your favourite authors straight into your inbox. You can score some serious bargains with it. Books that are heavily discounted and free. You can also get alerts on new releases and recommend reads and authors you’ve loved. It’s brilliant.

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By the way, did any of you try the Portugese Custard Tart recipe I shared on last week’s Teaser Tuesday? Seriously, you need to make it. It’s super easy and very, very moreish.

Right. Snippet time!

Ah, Heart of the Valley… I do adore this book so. I think Lachie is still my biggest and longest lasting hero-crush, although Tristan from April’s Rainbow is right up there, as is Jack from Elsa’s Stand.

Hero-crushes are one of things that no one warns you about romance writing but it can be an issue. Honest! It’s not the crush itself that’s the problem. It’s the moving on. How are we meant to fall in love with and write a new hero if we’re still in love with the old one? See? Issue!

Lachie did me in for aaaaages.

Here’s a sample to demonstrate why. Such compassion. Sigh. And then there’s that giant rugby player’s body and hazel eyes and muscles and delicious mouth and and and…

*pats fluttering heart*

 

He held her as she let loose her despair. Finally, the tightness in her chest eased and her breath slowed to shuddery heaves. She raised her head from his chest and stared at the gold lettering on his jumper. His hold on her relaxed and she sat back on her heels, wiping at her wet cheeks. Lachlan remained on his knees, watching her closely.

Heart of the Valley by Cathryn Hein‘Better?’

She nodded, cheeks blooming with heat. She couldn’t remember ever experiencing a more embarrassing day.

He smiled. ‘I thought you said you looked really unattractive when you cried.’

‘I do.’

‘A bit tear-stained maybe, but I don’t think you could ever look unattractive.’

She stared at him. ‘Why are you being so nice?’

He shrugged. ‘Perhaps I just want to keep my job. It’s never smart to get on the wrong side of the boss’s sister.’

But Brooke didn’t believe him. This wasn’t about currying favour. Lachlan had gone out of his way and, she suspected, against his better judgement to help her. Strange behaviour for a man whose best interests lay in not helping.

 

Heart of the Valley is available in ebook and paperback from these retailers. Get your own Lachie today!

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally nag author buddies into doing the same.

It’s been a bit quiet in the Hein house this past week. Lots of rain will do that but the dullness made it great reading and baking weather. I made muffins and scones for the freezer, and also tried out this Portuguese custard tart recipe from the AWW Food magazine. It was delicious! Dead easy too, which is always a bonus, so no excuses not to give it a go.

I wish writing was as easy. It’s funny how some books just pour out onto the page while others require painful extraction. Eddie and the Show Queen is one of the latter, bless its wordy socks. I adore this story and the characters but right now the buggers aren’t co-operating. Not to worry. We’re getting there. I know I’ve been saying this for a while, but I really do hope to have news on a release date soon, and I cannot wait to share the cover. It’s a beauty!

Which leads me to this week’s teaser. Time for a few lines from The Horseman’s Promise (first published under the title Promises). Gird yourselves. Aaron and Sophie are about to get sexy.

 

he Horsemans Promise by Cathryn HeinShe pressed her mouth against his ear and he felt her smile against his cheek. Electricity jolted down his spine.

‘Kiss me.’ Her voice sounded husky, full of need, like him.

She pressed against him, and he groaned at the pressure on his erection. He cupped her face, studying those wonderful grey eyes, searching for reservations. There were none. Only pure desire for him.

‘Sophie.’ It was all he could say. Just her name. Just her beautiful, perfect name.

 

He he. I bet that made you sit up!

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Print copies of the original Promises are available for purchase direct from me for $AUD15, including postage. Email me via the Contact form on this website for details. Australian postal addresses only.

If you’d like to learn more about the book, sample a longer excerpt or read how I came to write the story, please visit its book page.

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally twist the arms of author buddies to do the same.

First up, some disappointing news. I am no longer able to attend the West Coast Fiction Festival on November 3rd in Scarborough, Western Australia. I can’t tell you how sad I am about this. I was really looking forward to this event. There’s nothing quite so wonderful as meeting readers in person. Jim and I even had an epic road trip planned for the journey over. Have you heard about the Nullarbor Links? It’s the world’s longest golf course. How can a golf-mad girl resist that?

Ah well, we’ll just have to organise another trip over to WA. I’ll be keeping my beady eye out for opportunities I promise.

If you’re in the west or heading that way in early November, then this event is going to be brilliant, with 60+ authors coming from all over Australia and overseas, and every one of them eager to meet you and sign books. You can still secure tickets via the West Coast Fiction Festival website. Get in quick though. The VIP tickets are already sold out and day passes are going fast.

Righty-o, let’s get on to today’s teaser.

This one’s from Wayward Heart, a story of love, loss and new beginnings. Digby has arrived at Jasmine’s house only to find strange goings-on…

 

He frowned as he noticed her phone. ‘No wonder you didn’t hear the phone. The power cord’s slipped out.’ He reached to plug it back in.

‘Don’t!’ Jasmine grabbed his wrist, shaking her head with shallow jerky movements. ‘Please don’t.’

Wayward Heart by Cathryn HeinDigby eased away, alarm and anger churning. The grip on his arm was like a claw. Someone was hurting her. He felt icy with the need to hurt whoever it was back. ‘What’s going on, Jas?’

As if suddenly aware of how much she was revealing, Jas released him and waved airily, the action as fake as her smile. ‘Oh, it’s just a few crank calls. Kids probably. I figured it was easier to unplug it. They’ll get sick of the game eventually.’

‘Crank calls and a lock on your gate. Doesn’t sound like a game to me.’

She stilled, her eyes dropping to the floor, her tone barely more than a whisper. ‘Don’t, Digby. Just leave it. Please. It’s not—’ She breathed in hard and lifted her pleading gaze to his. ‘I can handle it.’

‘Handle what?’

But she shook her head again.

Fear made him harsh. ‘Handle what, Jas?’

 

Wayward Heart is available now in ebook and print from these excellent retailers. You can also purchase personally signed copies direct from me. Simply email me via the Contact page of this website and I’ll shoot you the details.

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If you’d like to learn more about Wayward Heart and how I came to write this emotional story of healing and hope, please visit its book page.

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally twist the arms of author buddies to do the same.

The stunning spring weather continues here in Newcastle, begging me outside. It’s tempting, so tempting, but a girl has books to write. This is no time for slacking off, gorgeous weather or not. I’ve been sitting on Eddie and the Show Queen’s amazing cover for months now, but I don’t want to reveal it until we have a set release date and its pre-order links are in place. And that won’t happen until I have the first draft done.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t tease you with a snippet!

Here’s Eddie arriving for his first Show Queen entrant meeting. Please note that this is a draft version and unedited.

 

‘I had hoped to introduce our new entrant,’ said Sarah, ‘but it appears he’s been waylaid.

‘Nah, I’m here,’ said Eddie, tipping his wide-brimmed hat as he strode in. His colossal size made the high-ceilinged Institute feel small. ‘G’day,’ he drawled, sounding like an Aussie tourism advert.

One of the younger girls tittered. Alice felt an overwhelming urge to shoot daggers at her.

Even she had to admit that, with his broad smile and undeniable rugged handsomeness, Eddie was country boy babelicious. That he’d clearly come straight from farm work only added to his appeal. He wore jeans tucked into a pair of calf-high heavy-duty leather boots, a checked flannelette shirt with the cuffs folded up one turn, and a sheepskin-lined oilskin vest with a thread of blue baler twine dangling from one of its pockets. Eddie looked capable, trustworthy, fit and more than a bit sexy.

‘Eddie Argyle. Sorry I’m late. We’re still calving at home and the buggers have no respect for meetings. Or dinnertime.’ His gaze connected with Alice’s. He waved his hat her way. ‘You can blame Alice here for me joining in the fun.’

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and sometimes con author friends into doing the same.

Spring has sprung gorgeously here in Newcastle. Last Saturday the temperature was over 30°C (86F) and that was at the beach, where it’s normally cooler. Back to normal now in the low 20s, but if that’s a sign of things to come I’d better dig out some shorts and gird myself for the usual startled glances from passers-by as they spot my deathly white legs.

That’s the trouble with being fair-skinned, there’s never much tanning. Just lots of freckles and sunburn. Although these days I’m so smothered in sunscreen that I’m lucky to develop a light fawn sheen by summer’s end.

Hmm. I seem to have gotten off track here.

Right. Something important.

West Coast Fiction Festival

Are you going to the West Coast Fiction Festival at the Rendezvous Hotel, Scarborough, WA on November 3rd? Did you know you can pre-order my books so that you don’t miss out on a signed copy? Time is running out to do so. Deadline for final orders is September 30th but you can secure your copies via this Google form https://goo.gl/forms/FN2fM2bN0kLHGkRy2

More information about the WCFF can be found on its website.

Now to what we’re here for: a bit of booky goodness.

This week I thought I’d share a few paragraphs from The Country Girl. This one features Pa, who everyone loves for his down-to-earth nature and rural charm. Here he’s being filmed giving garden and other advice for Tash’s online fans.

 

Pa tapped his nose and resumed writing labels for the crops they were about to plant. Old egg cartons filled with seedlings were spread in organised rows at his feet. Pa had used his own growing mix formula and the plants were vibrant with health. All they had to do was tear off each egg cup and bury it straight into the well-composted soil. An old ice-cream tub held packets of seeds they were direct sowing.

Been a few nasty comments,’ he said. ‘You right with that?’

The Country Girl by Cathryn Hein‘I wouldn’t say I like it but I’m used to it. It’s an emotive topic. People are going to argue.’

Still. Sylvia said one of them called you a murderer.

‘Probably a troll. The internet’s full of them.’ Tash was thankful Pa didn’t get on the sites himself; there had been a lot worse name-calling than murderer. She’d removed the more offensive comments but a few always slipped through. ‘Some people get a kick out of inflaming others and starting fights. Makes them feel big.’

‘Hmph. Idiots.’

She thought he’d let it slide but it was obviously still on Pa’s mind when they began to film.

‘Carrots,’ he said, ‘can be tricky to grow if you don’t have the right soil.’ He tilted his head to the side and gazed at the camera in his familiar direct manner. ‘It’s a bit like friendship in a way. You can’t grow carrots on stony ground and you sure can’t grow a relationship. All you’ll end up with is something warped. What you need is soil that yields a bit. Not too soft, but not too firm either.’ He used a trowel to form another narrow channel and sprinkled in the seeds. ‘It’s all right to stand up to your beliefs, but let others have theirs too. Unless they’re one of those stupid terrorist sorts. Those fools need their arses kicked.’ He looked up and grinned. ‘Pardon me. Probably shouldn’t say arse on telly.’

 

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For more about The Country Girl, including another excerpt and a fun video of me attempting one of Tash’s recipes, please visit its book page. Discover how I came to write the story in The Magic Bullet.

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress, and occasionally twist the arms of author buddies to do the same.

First up, my apologies for the lack of Teaser Tuesday last week. I’ve been a bit under the weather with an inner ear problem and have had to limit my screen time significantly. Still working my way to a diagnosis so the blog might remain a bit hit and miss for a while.

The big news for today is that book one in the Outback Brides series. Maggie’s Run by Kelly Hunter has been chosen as an Amazon monthly deal for September. That means you can pick up this fab read (and it’s very fab indeed) for a bargain price. If you have yet to read any of the Outback Brides books, here’s your chance to dip your toes.

Obviously, we’d love you to read the whole series, but don’t worry of you want to pick and choose. All the books – Maggie’s Run by Kelly Hunter, Belle’s Secret by Victoria Purman, Elsa’s Stand by moi, and Holly’s Heart by Fiona McArthur – can be read as stand-alone stories.

Many of you have asked about sequels, with Serenity, the music-bombing beautician from Elsa’s Stand, being a popular choice to have her story told. I’m working on it. Well, not working as in writing, but I’m mentally plotting and scribbling down notes. A start!

Which is a good lead-in to this snippet, featuring Elsa, Jack and Serenity in Elsa’s salon Hair Affair.

 

‘This is Serenity,’ said Elsa. ‘She has the beauty rooms at the back. In case you’re wondering, she chooses her own hair colour. Nothing to do with me. I just apply the stuff.’

Elsa's Stand by Cathryn HeinSerenity grinned at him. ‘Nice to meet you at last, Jack. We’ve been discussing you in great detail.’

‘Serenity,’ warned Elsa.

She threw up her hands. ‘What?’

‘Go wax your toes or something. I need to talk to Jack.’

It was then that Jack realised Elsa still had hold of his hand. He looked at it, so delicate in his. Which was kind of funny. Elsa was anything but delicate. She was a steam train of sexy determination.

‘Alone, Serenity,’ said Elsa when Serenity remained behind the counter, her grin growing even broader.

‘Oh, all right,’ she huffed, before moving to stomp off. Suddenly she stopped, her focus on the street. ‘You might want to change your mind on that.’

 

Elsa’s Stand is available in ebook and print from these retailers. Grab your copy today!

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If you’d like to read more about Elsa’s Stand and how I came to be involved in the Outback Brides series, please visit its book page on this website.

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally pester author buddies into doing the same.

Yep, we’re back on deck after missing last week’s Teaser Tuesday due to post Romance Writers of Australia annual conference exhaustion. It was worth it though. There is something truly inspiring about hanging with your tribe, and romance writers are a generous and joyful lot, happy to share their experiences and expertise. I always come away enthused and full of new ideas and learning. Well done to the organising committee and all those involved. I’ve already blocked out my diary for next year’s conference in Melbourne.

Now onto to what we’re here for: booky goodness!

I’ve been wondering what to share for this Teaser Tuesday. Sometimes I worry I’m boring you with things you’ve already read and while I’d love to show off more of Eddie and the Show Queen, my work-in-progress, it’s a bit of a mess right now. Nor do I want to give too much away. There’ll be plenty of that in the lead up to and after release.

So today I thought I’d do something different. I’ve been tooling around with a short story called The Race since – would you believe it – 2009. It’s a cute story about an elderly couple that I was going to share with newsletter subscribers as a special thank you but didn’t because it never felt quite right.

Yeah, perfectionist. Or procrastinator. Take your pick.

One of these days I’ll happy with The Race, and you’ll get to read it in its entirety. In the meantime, here’s the (unedited) opening few paragraphs.

 

Molly squeezed the throttle of her mobility scooter and leaned forward. The path lay clear of pedestrians, the bridge within sight. The race was on.

She glanced behind her. Damn. Jack was closer than she expected. Like a geriatric Biggles, he’d pulled the goggles of his canvas Korean war era flying helmet down. Its black communication ear cups stuck out like Frankenstein’s bolts, the chin straps flopping and flailing around his jaw.

Molly turned back to concentrate. Speeds like this could be dangerous. Not to her. There was never any danger to her. She was a pro, a veteran mobility scooter racer, undisputed champion of Acacia Lodge. But walkers and joggers had a habit of getting in the way

 

It’s funny but reading the full story now (it’s very short – only 1200 or so words) I’m actually quite pleased with it. You never know, you might find it in your inbox sooner rather than later. Which means you’d better join my newsletter now, if you haven’t already. Sign up using the newsletter tab on this website. Easy!

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress and sometimes twist the arms of author buddies to share theirs.

First up, there will be no Teaser Tuesday next week. I’m heading off to Sydney on Thursday for the Romance Writers of Australia annual conference and it’ll be a veeeeery busy weekend. History has shown that it’ll take a good four or five days to get my voice back properly and catch up on all the sleep I’ve lost. So I’m thinking ahead and cancelling next week’s Teaser Tuesday so I have one less thing to worry about, but we’ll be back on the 28th for certain.

I can’t wait to catch up with all my author friends. Romance writers are huge fun. They’re also very savvy, generous with sharing what they’ve learned, and inspiring. Just the sort of people to rev me up for the rest of the year.

Onto what we’re here for: a teaser!

Last week we had Wal from Heartland being grumpy. This week I thought we might show popular character Granny B in full stride. She’s appeared in a few books now and I hope to see her in a few more. She’s too much of a hoot to write to let go of yet.

Here’s Granny B in full flight in Rocking Horse Hill.

 

‘You look amazing,’ she said, as her grandmother helped Em out of her coat and hung it up. ‘Been somewhere?’

Today Granny B’s elegance had reached an even more impressive height. A pair of navy cigarette pants showed off long legs enhanced by a pair of low-heeled patent pumps. Her gold silk shirt sported a high collar, the neck fixed with a tasteful but expensive pearl brooch that matched the triple-stranded pearl bracelet around her left wrist. Her make-up was deftly applied: rouge adding colour to her heavily powdered cheeks, eyes smoky with eye shadow and liner.

Rocking Horse Hill by Cathryn Hein - global cover‘A late afternoon tea with Barry McClintoff and that idiot new councillor, Herriott.’

‘I gather it wasn’t fun.’

‘I do so loathe vegetarians. Ridiculous people.’

‘Could have been worse,’ joked Em, desperate to keep things light. Granny B’s tumultuous mood did not bode well. ‘She could have been vegan.’

‘Indeed.’ Granny B maintained a special dislike for vegans. ‘Hard to trust these people, though, isn’t it? As I pointed out, if nature had wanted us to be vegetarian she would have given us a rumen. Anyway, how does the silly woman think we grew brains the size we did?’ Granny B huffed. ‘And she refused wine.’

‘She probably had to work.’

‘That may be true, but it’s hardly supporting local agriculture. Barry and I made up for it. Enjoyed a rather nice pinot from Ryan’s. That winery is doing very well for itself. I proposed to Barry that we host a local wine festival to run concurrently with Art Week, but the Herriott woman thought the idea “unwise in light of the town’s youth drinking culture”. What about the rest of us? Just because she’s part of the lunatic greenie fringe doesn’t meant the rest of us should suffer.’

‘Gran.’

Granny B rolled her eyes. ‘Don’t start, Emily. I’m seventy-nine years old. I’m permitted my prejudices.’

 

Ah, I do so love Granny B. She’s so haughty and naughty!

Rocking Horse Hill is available now in print and ebook. Try these retailers:

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If you’d like to know more about Rocking Horse Hill or read another excerpt, check out its book page on this website. For extra background, read The Story Behind Rocking Horse Hill.

Granny B also appears in Wayward Heart, Summer and the Groomsman and Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy. She’s also up to her usual mischief in my current work-in-progress Eddie and the Show Queen. Stay tuned for news on that one!

See you again on the 28th.

 

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Teaser Tuesday MemeWelcome to Teaser Tuesday where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally nag author buddies into doing the same.

Wow. What a month we’ve had on Teaser Tuesday, with lots of guests, fabulous book giveaways and a whole lot of fun. Now we’re on the home run to the end of the year and I’m hoping to score you some super guests over that period. I reckon next week’s Romance Writers of Australia conference in Sydney will be the perfect place to arm-twist friends into a visit.

I thought we’d check out an oldie today. Heartland first came out in 2013 and it’s a book I still take a lot of pleasure from. I adored the characters in this. Matt and Callie, our hero and heroine, were lovely to write, but it was Honk the mad goose and Wal, Matt’s great uncle, who gave me the most laughs. They were both grumpy and snappy, and yet their hearts were in the right place. Well, Wal’s was. I have no idea what goes on in a territorial goose’s heart or head!

Here’s a taste of Wal, who’s unhappily stuck in hospital after an accident.

 

Like the previous day, Wal was in a cranky mood when Callie called into the hospital with a fresh bag of grapes and The Weekly Times. Thanks came in the form of a grunt, but he kept sharp eyes on her when she dragged up a chair and sat down.

Heartland - rest of the world cover‘Hope you’re looking after Phantom properly.’

‘I am.’

‘And Honk.’

‘Him too.’

Wal worked his mouth for a moment and Callie had to clench her teeth to stop from smiling. She’d known a lot of men like Wal from all the bars and clubs where she’d worked. Nine times out of ten the crankiness hid a kind soul. The saddest were the old men still coping with the loss of their wives. The pain was so acute they wanted to take their anger out on someone, especially the young who had so much in front of them, but scratch a little and they were simply lonely men, fearful for the future.

What Wal was scared of Callie couldn’t fathom, but she planned to find out.

 

Purchase Heartland in ebook and print from these retailers.

 

Amazon.com | Amazon.au | Amazon.uk

iBooks | Kobo | Nook | Google Play

Bookdepository | Booktopia

 

For another excerpt, the story behind the story and more, check out Heartland’s book page.

 

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